Monthly Archives: September 2015

Some stupidity is so overboard that it crosses the lunacy event horizon and becomes epic. Money quote: “…but the raccoon became unconscious from being squeezed and was discarded on the floorboard of the vehicle until a short time later when… … Continue reading →

Most recently my tagline has been a reminder by George Orwell: “To see what is in front of one’s nose needs a constant struggle.” It comes from a 1946 essay called “In Front Of Your Nose“. Orwell wasn’t an optimistic … Continue reading →

Last night’s lunar eclipse was incredible. All the conditions were right; clear sky, not too cold, bugs were mostly froze out, not much light pollution (a dark night sky is one of the nicest parts of living in the hinterlands), … Continue reading →

It’s a funny song and all. I was humming along. Then around 52 seconds into it there’s a hydraulic wood splitter and… ouch! My ego just took a hit. Hat tip to Free Thinker.

If you don’t get the “Waily, waily, waily!” reference from my previous post… STOP! Drop everything! Immediately read The Wee Free Men (Tiffany Aching). Do it now! It’s a wonderful book. You’ll be glad you did. Sure it’s not Shakespeare … Continue reading →

Several weeks ago I wrote up a woodpile report. It had been a bad week with standard blues music luck and excessive general consternation. The post was 666 words of black depression. Who needs that? I decided not to post … Continue reading →

I just returned from an “off grid” break. Didja’ miss me? It was wonderful. I spent time with a respected elder (hopefully I picked up some wisdom through osmosis). I drank bourbon, sat by campfires, played with a bandsaw, ignored … Continue reading →

Posting has been light for a few days and the trend will continue a bit longer. I’ve got to do a thing at a place for a purpose. I may elaborate later. Or maybe I won’t. Happy weekending.

The Foxinator foisted some ducks on us (see Homestead Update #2). The ducks were idiots (see Homestead Update #3). Like most stupid things they wound up dead (see Homestead Update #4). There was one sole remaining clueless idiot survivor duck … Continue reading →

I’m doing a shitty job at avoiding politics. As always, I beg forgiveness as I crash into the festering swamp. You don’t have to follow if you don’t want. I’ll be back in reality again sooner or later. Today I … Continue reading →